The Nine-layered Profound Armor has persisted to this day, and the Feiyun Conference, along with many Xingyun Trials, has granted numerous cultivators their own mysterious armors. These armors are then fed back into the body of the Nine-layered Profound Armor, continuously accumulating in these four aspects.
Qingwu Langjun has no choice but to passively accumulate.
Once he attains the Divine Fruit Position, the majority of this accumulation becomes burdensome.
To discard these burdens, one must simultaneously possess true intent and principles while letting go.
Qingwu Langjun persuaded Ning Zhuo, saying, "No need to worry too much, Ning Zhuo. Others may not be capable, but you can."
Ning Zhuo was taken aback, meeting Qingwu Langjun’s blue eyes, perceiving an unwavering certainty—a confidence far stronger than his own.
"Why? On what grounds?" Ning Zhuo’s face was ridden with such doubts.
Qingwu Langjun’s gaze slightly flickered, his voice deep, recounting a past to Ning Zhuo.
"Twelve years ago, I was stuck at the bottleneck of the divine path; I secretly visited a demon cultivator proficient in divination. This person went by the name ’Dun Jia Xuan Master’..."
Ning Zhuo listened intently, his expression shifting unpredictably.
Once Qingwu Langjun finished his narrative, Ning Zhuo furrowed his brow further: "So, I am your ’predestined one’?"
Qingwu Langjun nodded: "I was somewhat skeptical myself. Yet, twelve years have passed, the divination period has arrived, the top name is set, and you appeared right before me."
"The master deduced that you possess extraordinary talent, unparalleled Qi Fortune! As for using your body for the ’true intent separation, principle empowerment’ method... the master asserted you can withstand it!"
"Regarding true intent, you should know this is also a great opportunity for you."
"As for being imbued with principles, let me try a bit first, just a small test, if it doesn’t work, we can stop in time."
Ning Zhuo frowned in thought, asking Sun Lingtong internally.
The Life Hanging Divine Power allowed Ning Zhuo to communicate secretly, even in front of Qingwu Langjun.
Inside the Shuyu Pavilion, Sun Lingtong shrugged: "The Langjun’s suggestion is good; even if you’re imbued with some principles, I can help you remove them in the future."
"The foundation of the Xuan Armor Cave’s power lies within the Myriad Images Sect. He must also abide by the sect’s rules, so if he wanted to harm you, he would face severe punishment from the entire Myriad Images Sect."
"He openly confessed these reasons, his sincerity is evident."
Sun Lingtong’s view differed little from Ning Zhuo’s.
"The Dun Jia Xuan Master has calculated I am the predestined one. If this is true, I should be able to bear these principles!" Ning Zhuo, with his White Paper Immortal City experience, found newfound confidence.
After a brief rest, Ning Zhuo sat cross-legged on a cushion, facing the body of the Nine-layered Profound Armor.
Qingwu Langjun, before imparting knowledge, spoke solemnly: "My insights into the military family, artifact refining, and mechanism paths are all here, receive them well!"
Buzz——!
The weathered bronze armor suddenly shone brightly, no longer dim, erupting in dazzling cyan divine light!
Ancient runes on the armor pieces emerged as if billions of moving tadpoles, swiftly maneuvering, colliding with each other. Amid countless collisions, tens of thousands of sparks were ignited.
A vast true intent surged forth, carrying an invisible force of impact, causing Ning Zhuo to sway and almost topple backward.
Ning Zhuo felt like a stone thrown into an immense, stirring millstone.
The initial sensation was overwhelming, chaotic, almost suffocating with the abundance.
Meanwhile, thousands of different images of minerals, spirit wood, bone material, beast skin, demon blood, and other treasures danced before his eyes, fluttering like snow.
Hammers, pliers, anvils, files, tweezers, carving knives, smelting furnaces... amidst it all.
The most basic, rudimentary refining techniques surged like seawater, directly immersing Ning Zhuo’s Divine Sea.
Ning Zhuo was dizzy, his spirit highly concentrated, with a hint of tension, rapidly absorbing this true intent.
He was experienced, and his learning and comprehension abilities had greatly improved, now handling the situation adeptly.
"Such excellent intuition!" Qingwu Langjun praised inwardly, "Next, is the embodiment of principles."
Then, the next moment, Ning Zhuo’s body sensed it.
His entire skin seemed to undergo friction with various materials—rough coldness of minerals, warmth of spirit wood, residual heat from metal burns, sticky slickness of demon blood...
His nose was filled with an assortment of smells—sulfur, charcoal, molten metal, herbal juices, some fragrant, some strong, some bitter, some pungent...
His ears filled with roaring furnace fires, metal hammering, material explosions, the low hum of embryonic equipment...
Experiencing it first-hand!
Qingwu Langjun slowly stopped, his eyes flickering with joy: "You truly are my opportunity!"
This was what both parties had agreed upon, to first try cultivation and see the results.
The first attempt was a resounding success!
"In just a brief moment, my refining realm has reached the apprentice-level peak!" Ning Zhuo was delighted, not surprised by his absorption and understanding of true intent.
What surprised him was his physical body.
"The principles imbued in my body are perfectly endured and even align with the relevant true intent, helping me understand more deeply from a perception perspective!"
"This is truly amazing!"
Sun Lingtong had been closely monitoring the situation the whole time.
Upon learning this, he immediately exclaimed: "Little Zhuo, your body is extraordinary. Normally, these principles added to the body is like publicly refining flesh as a magic treasure. How could it not get hurt!"